Revelation
Worms had gnawed holes into leave upon leave
of my vegetables
and to me the vegetable garden was totally ruined
but about the intruders I wanted to know more.
I considered wiping them out,
to find a way to come to the rescue,
but to a new realization I did come
when the beauty of butterflies astounded me
where they were appearing from cocoon upon cocoon
with gauze-thin wings that were spreading out
and suddenly my aversion had ended
when I got a glimpse at the wonder of new life
and my attention was drawn
on a creature spreading its wings in flight.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Love and the butterfly
Love is like a butterfly
never here nor there
high or low
not really watching where to go.
A first love is like a butterfly
hatching out of a cocoon
we are amazed by the beauty
of this new feeling.
True love is like a butterfly
spreading its wings
and starting towards the sky
knowing that they want to have this forever.
Loosing love is like a butterfly
laying its eggs then flying away to die
leaving them in this big world all alone
knowing nothing familiar only home.
Wanting for love is like a butterfly
still as a caterpillar
wanting those wings
to be just like his friends.
Love is like a butterfly
Trying to spread its wing and fly
Love is like a butterfly
It can stay or it can die.
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poem by lizzy Sydney
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Firefly the lullaby speak
sweet as honey comb,
foil in the clay of nuts shelter
in the cocoon of beetle chew, grind to
make it blow in the dust
of glow
standby dear heart,
fall to the ground leave something
for tomorrow, never
and find a pot that is to hot
to grow
make what life tenderly holds,
while touching everything that fold,
as it would not stop
the firefly light goes to fly in the
night sky lamb light it show
the crystallize sight will
just follow
oh! come little light in the wings
everybody’s flight now is the right time
as it goes in and out tight,
share your light in every wilderness
fight
lay down your wings of fire apart …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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Life Bottled is Death
I am a butterfly
I flitter about
I rest awhile
I soar
What makes me beautiful?
I could keep you guessing for hours.
Capture me with a lid and bowl
I will die before your eyes.
My wings loose desire, life vanishes from my soul.
As I sit in despair my heart returns to the cocoon.
Look at what you are missing,
life without rhythm to a butterflies tune.
Trust in the nature of a thing.
A butterfly flitters and flies,
it may return it may go.
Isn't that what makes it truly beautiful?
Who would watch a butterfly if we already knew it's next move?
Trust in the nature of a thing.
For a butterfly is always a butterfly
whether resting or soaring,
or tightly wrapped in a cocoon.
poem by Sarah Hughes
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Stop crying
Stop crying when someone abuses you,
The crying makes the abuser more abusive.
Stand against evil and strive for your rights,
Never shed another dropp of hot tear.
Troubles look so troubled,
After you pick up the confidence.
When thousands of stars and human smile at you,
Why do you weep silently?
Your wings are tied if the cocoon is your dwelling,
Break open the cocoon and spread your wings,
Then The whole world is yours to explore,
Enjoy the wind and sun and have fun.
When the rules of humanity are followed,
When the responsibilities are well observed,
When we are faithful, we will have peace,
No treasure equals that peace and we are blessed.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Silent Cocoon
at the end
to make yourself a shield from all those
invasive matters of the
heart
you keep yourself enclosed in that
same cocoon
always that same same cocoon
hard so hard outside
this time you promise yourself
there shall be no butterfly ending
more of keeping
the silence of that cocoon
hanging upon a twig
under those
dead leaves
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Butterflies
The withered sparkle-chips on earth spawn
Caterpillars ere butterflies shrunk in cocoon and cocoon
Swarm with myriad colours out when born
Success of ascension, patterned designs strewn
Egg to larva to pupate on
A cycle of struggle to emerge soon
Butterfly does flirt flower to flower upon
A triumphant mirth of silky, honeyed boon
O'human, ask within why you're gone
Lust and creed to you did who spoon
Out yourself from yourself when drawn
Bad and sad'll never be a boon
Waltz around butterflies iridescently on
Waft up hordes of success soon
Difficulties pupate to endure on
Butterfly be from birth though struggle-sown
poem by Indira Renganathan
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On natures micro chip
Cocoon sculpts wings with beauty
Butterfly magic birth
haiku by Ken e Hall
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Flightless angels shall fervently stare
A little prismatic wing of love wings its way back for us all at once to try and cocoon its meaning and discover.
O’ what cherished rose petal flower buds with their sunlight’s rubicund rays will always deliver.
Yes a little flight of fantasy, a love that; could sojourn or rest with us or none other apart from him.
When their wings walk on the water… and their swift’s tail slices the sweet air we’ll swear his with her soul goes gently there.
Through all the wonders of the heavenly world they’ll go gliding together here and there everywhere elsewhere.
As little cabbage white butterflies courting in the air in love forever. Prismatic stars shall gaze in anger and flightless angels shall fervently stare at the vacuum of their worldly unabated care.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Coming Out From The Cocoon
a yellow butterfly
comes out from
its cocoon
its feet clinging on a leaf
the soft wind blows
and its wings harden
for its maiden flight
as it blends to the
yellow daisies
we think it is gone
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Cocoon above! Cocoon below!
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Cocoon above! Cocoon below!
Stealthy Cocoon, why hide you so
What all the world suspect?
An hour, and gay on every tree
Your secret, perched in ecstasy
Defies imprisonment!
An hour in Chrysalis to pass,
Then gay above receding grass
A Butterfly to go!
A moment to interrogate,
Then wiser than a "Surrogate,"
The Universe to know!
poem by Emily Dickinson
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How Does One Colour The Birds
In simple light of dawn
Wings spreading days eternal above
In rainbow glittering gown
Colours spreading the bliss of love
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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A Butterfly Who Can't Get Out of His Cocoon
There was a mother butterfly
Who wished to have a female child
But out of his lain eggs in the meadow
She wasn’t sure if her wish was granted though
Then one baby caterpillar came out
From his broken shell he crawled up
With so much blessings around him
He grew faster and changed his skin
The caterpillar then became a pupa
Hung upside down on a woody plant
He surpassed the strong wind
Through the calamity of life he stays in
The time has come for the pupa
After slowly changing his shape inside
He has to crack his own cocoon
He has to let his wings out soon
But he prefers to stay inside his room
He just made a small hole in his cocoon
Through this he gazed and took a scene
He fears the outside world may not admit him
He noticed his mother butterfly
Patiently waiting outside
She’s very much excited
For her child to come out
Though the young butterfly
Experienced pains and struggles inside
He decided to stay in the cocoon
Than to give his mother a great frustration
How can he get out of his world?
He wanted to hide his true color!
He will ignore the longings of his heart,
His love for the bees than flowers with nectar.
poem by Rose de Ramar
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Monarch
That butterfly I knew.
Pretending to be just a caterpillar...
With nothing else to do.
Crawling upon a branch,
And on leafs I saw it chew.
I watched this masquerade...
And stayed focused on it too!
That butterfly I knew,
Then tried to hide itself...
Inside a cocoon!
That butterfly I knew...
Inside that cocoon grew.
I saw a wing of beauty appear.
With designs of color too!
Did I imagine this in sleep?
Is that caterpillar pulling on me...
Some magical trick or treat?
And then it winked at me and flew away.
As if to say to me in flight...
'I wish I had your time,
With nothing else on my mind...
But to sit and contemplate on ways,
On how to waste my days and life!
I've got things to get done and do.
Do you? '
And this Monarch,
Away flew!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Young Butterflies
Young butterflies,
Please, let your tender wings grow
Before you try to hit the skies
In an attempt to early fly
When the time is not right!
Scared to Hell you would be
If this dangerous endeavor
You would desperately try
When the time
Doesn't seem to be right!
Take my advice
Young butterflies,
I, the humble gardener
Who in my colorful garden
Have seen many like you
Trying to fly for the first time,
Defying the rules of gravity
When the time is not right!
Young butterflies,
Listen to the echo of the wind
And let Mother Nature
Takes its course!
While happily you welcome
The birth of a new sunrise
That would bring hope
To your tender life!
Young butterflies,
Let your wings grow
Until they are ready to flap
And you would be able to fly
And dance in the skies!
Please, young butterflies,
Listen to my humble advice!
Wishing you luck in your first flight!
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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The Butterfly
as the wind sings, the trees dance in the most magnificent flows
and the river stream strenght its powerful turbid, down the river bank,
where the lilies and the stones jump to its tremendous joy of gladness
so sweet to see and feel, when all the birds flies beyond what we
can't reach, a blows of wind that echo there dances with the trees, spectacular beauty has it gain when melody, whisper in my ears,
that brings splendid songs of the butterfly
lives in the cocoon, miles a away, in an hour it hibernation in the distance shore, waiting the moment, when things get ripe and the
joy that it gives, will linger on in our naked eyes, for remembering is
knowing the future it takes
as the spirit it flies into the air, with its wings swing up, up in the sky, chanting the wild as it goes high, and as the sun shielded by the clouds, the cool breeze air fall into the cocoon nest, the wandering pupa, magical and gradually makes it easy way, turn into a very nice
larvae
a magic has made wonderful things to happen in a most unexpected
way, a moment to tell that everything has something to feel, a time in
our life to stand, to walk, to decide, to experience, to know and a time
to understand and accept that we are just a part of the whole sujourner of life with others cocoon
as it grows and turn into a mature butterfly, we can sing and swing the
last dance of the butterfly, beneath our very own cocoon, that moment
is a minute to wait, that once in our life time, we have experience of what is being a butterfly, who fly beyond this wonderful world we
see.
poem by Antonio Liao
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Watching His Transformation
did he start
from an egg
hatching into
a worm
then hid
in a cocoon
and then
turning into
a butterfly?
did you see
him
spread his wings
for the first time?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A vegetable garden in the beginning looks so promising and then after all little by little it grows nothing but vegetables, nothing, nothing but vegetables.
quote by Gertrude Stein
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Wings
The wings of a butterflly
caught my gaze
then quickly went away.
To catch a fleeting
glimpse of it
started my beautiful day.
The wings of a hungry hawk
caught my gaze
as he circled in my sight.
To glimpse the soaring bird of prey
ended my sorrowful night.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Butterfly
Constantly creepin' caterpillar,
Still a swoon in a cocoon.
Soon you might emerge,
And you're made to emerge.
A little longing to love, lush,
Starving for affection.
Hidden by the size of my perfection,
With one exception...
If you wanna butterfly,
You gotta be a butterfly.
You know that nothing falls out of the sky.
Still a swoon in a cocoon.
If you wanna butterfly,
You gotta be a butterfly.
You know that nothing falls out of the sky.
How do I hide somebody from the great blue wide?
I'll come and sweep you up,
'Cause your time ain't up, be patient.
Now you see the sun is rising and your realizing,
Wise enough to know,
That you gotta let yourself grow.
If you wanna butterfly,
You gotta be a butterfly.
You know that nothing falls out of the sky.
Still a swoon in a cocoon.
If you wanna butterfly,
You gotta be a butterfly.
You know that nothing falls out of the sky.
What goes around comes back around;
This is nature's way.
Be conscious of what you do,
Because you will be repaid.
If you put turnips in the ground,
You will not harvest grapes.
You are what you attracted,
And this is why I say;
Uhhhhhh...
If you wanna a butterfly,
You gotta be a butterfly.
You know that nothing falls out of the sky.
Still a swoon in a cocoon.
If you wanna a butterfly,
You gotta be a butterfly.
You know that nothing falls out of the sky.
Constantly creepin' caterpillar,
Still a swoon in a cocoon.
Soon you might emerge,
And be made to emerge.
Maybe...
Still a swoon in a cocoon (repeated MANY times!)
Uhhhhhh...
song performed by by India Arie
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Our Voice
You may clamp the wings
You may chain the feet
You may snatch the sky
The heart can't still be caged
When the time comes to fly...
If you leave a graveyard
It will pull in vultures
When you make a garden
It gets you butterflies.
poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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